Disclaimer = This is my own work, my ideas and characters are from my imagination. I have not copied plots from other stories and have tried not to make this story cliche. I would also appreciate it if no one copies my ideas and plot lines and puts it as their own story. the little poeple have rights too.
We live in a time where survival is everything. There is nothing left of England. Decay and rot have hit everything, supplies have gone down, transport is near impossible. We are trapped.The things we've seen, the things we've done will become an undiscovered legend. And to those in that future time, you are the lucky ones. Who have been saved from the fate of being born as one of us, an Unfortunate. We are those who were born at that time, a time too terrible to speak of. To be one of us you would have to have tasted pain, buried sorrow, hidden grief and encase your heart in an ice casket. My name is Red and I survived the Virus.
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